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I’m noticing lately all us wanderers. I can’t help but think: what if, instead, we were wonderers? We wander around stores looking for gifts. We wander around outdoors seeking quiet. We wander all our days and what do we find? Emptiness mostly. So I’m…

There’s an unrest in my soul these days. Haven’t pinpointed it yet – but experience tells me it’s preparation. A feeling – things don’t stay the same, no matter how much I hate change. I know because more than once a day I want…

Sometimes I find my keys in my hand when I’m tearing through my purse or the house for the tenth time. We’re such a busy society that what is plainly in our hands is often missed. A good reminder of how oblivious we are…

Any given day the headlines are scary reading – suicide, shooting, missing. And hope seems lost. And yet…the widow clings, the terrified students grasp, the mother and father print posters. It’s a soul thing – we know hope is real. We know, but how?…

If we have one cool thing in our house, it’s our shower. What we hadn’t noticed was the water pressure slowly getting lower. Until a sort of whining sound started. How had we not noticed how slow the water had become? It was gradual.That’s…

Ever help a turtle find his way back to water? A little soft shell guy found himself in the middle of my hot concrete driveway. He wasn’t moving. Ever since a turtle got hold of my son’s finger one summer long ago, I’ve been…

Ever actually seen a field of wheat? Me either – but I love the pictures showing stalks gently blowing in the breeze, like a sea of gold. These days machines do much of the work taking the grain from the stalk and leaves –…

Funny how we mark things with time – the year of the hurricanes, September 11, 2001, the call this morning from a tearful child “I’m on my way to the emergency room”. The slow motion moments. Moving at the speed of light to get…

The Sunday message has often ended with ‘Go be the church’. I knew what he meant, I knew the intention. I thought I did. But knowing and action are different. Knowing can be acknowledging and even agreeing. Action is both of those and then…

When I was little girl my friends and I would often say to each other: ‘Promise?’ An expectation that whatever we just told each other, we would follow through. Little girl years are a great learning ground for life – not all promises are kept….

Graduations make me sad – they usually mark separation. A child finally spreading wings, and off they go. As a Jesus follower we all have an ultimate graduation day – only no longer a separation, but a reunion. A homecoming to beat all and…

Life is all the time noisy. I even find myself turning on music to fill the somewhat quiet. This world has done a good job of making sure the din of noise drowns out any chance to hear the important. Still, quiet can happen, in…